18.1.07

Well, the V-E-T has deturmined that I haf azma. Lukkily I didn't haf to haf a cat-scan. Now I haf to take sum meddicashun fur fureffur. Fank you, effuryone, fur yur well wishes. It's nise to be luffed! Also, fank yu fur letting my Mom no abowt Pill Pokkets! Now I get anuffer treet during the day!

I got to go to the appointment in style- in the MINI Cooper. I felt furry impurrtant. Mom brot a kome becuz I luf to be komed (it comms me down) an she wor pufume fur me to lik. The V-E-T gave me sum oral-kare treets. I liked all the attenshun, but I told them wut's wut anyway. I reely wuz happy tu be home!

17.1.07

I'm a bit wurried tuday. I ofurhurd Mom on the fone making an appointment wif the V-E-T fur me tumorrow. At the advise uf Kaze, she wonts to make shure I don't haf U-R-I. My mom lukked on the innernet an she thinks I probully haf azma, witch can be life-thretenning in a kittie. I gess I shud be happy Mom cares enuff to get this chekked owt immediatly!

12.1.07

7.1.07

I haf spent this murning being furry furry baaaad and silly. I pownced on por (that's wut Mom says) Kitten and went galloping aftur that fat little Bean. I helped Mom do a bunch uf scanning by sitting on the wunnerful vibrating scanner, and sorting all the papurs and pictures. Then I sat on hur compuuter. I tryed to steel Kitten 's fud a thousand and wun times, and begged fur illegal fud fur me (suksesfully, I mite add.) I'm now resting fur part too.